. The one I knew the best of all : a memory of the mind of a child . e the manner or the can only remember the magnificence of his con-duct. He must have been a good-natured littlefellow, and he certainly had a lordly sense of the The Back Garden of Eden family dignity, even as represented or misrep-resented by a girl. That he berated her roundly it is not unlikely,but his points ofview concerningthe crime were nota s disproportion-ately exalted as herown. His mascu-line vigor wouldnot permit her tobe utterly crushed,or the family hon-or lost. He was aMan and a Capi-talist, as well
. The one I knew the best of all : a memory of the mind of a child . e the manner or the can only remember the magnificence of his con-duct. He must have been a good-natured littlefellow, and he certainly had a lordly sense of the The Back Garden of Eden family dignity, even as represented or misrep-resented by a girl. That he berated her roundly it is not unlikely,but his points ofview concerningthe crime were nota s disproportion-ately exalted as herown. His mascu-line vigor wouldnot permit her tobe utterly crushed,or the family hon-or lost. He was aMan and a Capi-talist, as well as aMan and a had a penny ofhis own, he had al-so a noble and Na-poleonic nature. He went to the cottage of (to his greater maturity was accordedthe freedom of leaving the garden unaccompaniedby a nurse) and paid for the parkin. So the blotwas erased from the escutcheon, so the criminal,though still feeling herself stained with crime,breathed again. She had already begun to have a sort of literaryimagination, and it must in some way have been. 42 The One I Knew tke Best of All already fed with some stories of heroic and noblelittle boys whose conduct was to be emulated andadmired. I argue this from the fact that shementally and reverently compared him to a boyin a book. What book I cannot say, and I am notsure that she could have said herself, but at thattime he figured in her imagination as a creature toonoble to be anything but a creation of literature-the kind of boy who would refuse to steal apples,and invariably gave his plum-cake to beggars orhungry dogs. But there was a feature of the melting awayof this episode which was always a mystery toher. Her Mamma knew all, so did her Grand-mamma, so did the Nurses, and yet she was nottreated as an outcast. Nobody scolded her, no-body reviled her, nobody seemed to be afraid toleave her with the Baby, for fear she might de-stroy it in some mad outburst of her evil in-stincts. This seemed inexplicable. If she
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